Mona Lisa Gregory is ready to live her best life. She's moving on after thirty-five years of dating one man. Scrapping the holy matrimony fantasy, a carefree and no-strings-attached passion is her new obsession. But her perfect plan has one hiccup. Dexter Jenkins.

Dex is an old-school guy who believes in falling in love with one woman and living happily-ever-after. He once had it all. A great job. Money in the bank. A happy, thirty-year marriage. He lost everything he held dear after one unfortunate accident. Guilt plagued him for years, but he has finally forgiven himself. Now he’s ready to give love a try again.

Mona is not looking for long-term. But Dexter is unwilling to ignore the fierce passion they share whenever he holds her in his arms. He will do whatever it takes to make her the next Mrs. Jenkins. But will secrets from his past and her former lover keep them from having the life they deserve? Or will their love be strong enough to withstand every obstacle placed in their way?

“Back to my original question. Would you like to go and see the latest Morgan Freeman movie with me?”

She snapped her finger. “That’s who you remind me of. I’ve been puzzling my brain since the first time you spoke to me trying to figure out who you sound like. That deep, sensual baritone is just like Morgan Freeman’s.”

A slow smile spread across Dexter’s lips. “Sensual, huh?” Over the years, people had often commented on the deepness and the power behind his voice. But hearing Mona call his voice sensual had him sticking his chest out, feeling as if he could conquer the world.

Mona opened her mouth, but nothing came out and she shut it. That shyness he’d witnessed more often than not was back and so was her adorable smile.

Deciding not to pick on her, he asked, “So, how about a movie?”

“When?”

“Right now.”

“Now?”

“The movie starts in thirty minutes.”

She glanced down at her outfit again. “I would love to go, but that doesn’t give me enough time to shower and ch—”

“You look amazing, Mona. All you need to do is slip into a pair of shoes and grab a jacket.”

She twisted her bottom lip between her teeth as if seriously considering his invite.

“I’ll give you three minutes,” he prompted.

“Make it five and we have a deal.”

She didn’t wait for a response. Instead, she rushed to the back of the condo. Exactly five minutes later she returned. She had pulled her hair into a ponytail at the nape of her neck, added gloss to her lips, slipped into a pair of knee-high boots, and wore a short leather jacket.

Dexter grinned, impressed at the speed in which it took her to look even sexier. “You look great.”

She laughed. “We really need to get your eyes checked.”

He liked this side of her. Relaxed and carefree.

When she started to move past him, Dexter reached out and grabbed her hand. Without thinking, he pulled her to him and captured her mouth with his. She gasped, but that didn’t stop him from taking what he wanted. She kissed him back with a hunger that rivaled his, and excitement charged through his body.

He had been dreaming about kissing her again, wanting to confirm that the first time wasn’t a fluke. That he hadn’t imagined how perfect her body felt against his. Or how kissing her was like a fantasy come true.

As their tongues tangled, the kiss sang through his veins, sending blood rushing from his brain to the lower part of his body.

Nope, it hadn’t been a fluke, he thought, as Mona’s arms went around his neck, deepening their connection. The lip-lock was like a soldering heat that joined metals and Dexter never wanted to let her go.